So how was your St. Patty's Day going so far?" She said."My St. Patrick's Day was really great. My mom's family came to visit us all the way from Dubl...n. We had corned beef and cabbage, sang some Irish music, danced a few jigs, and some of the men got to drinking. But other than that, it was great seeing them." Gabriel replied."That's fantastic. Now I have to get myself ready for part two of your St. Patty's Day surprise." Annabelle said, smiling at him."Before you get yourself ready, may I rub. It had been a long time since she’d seen him. She’d been to this particular VFW just once since returning from Prescott where she’d most recently been living. Well, a VFW was a VFW in Prescott or Tucson or Phoenix they all seemed kind of alike, and for a vet like herself they were good. She remembered the early days back in Tucson. She and the man did good there. The early days: before she’d gotten her sight back, before she’d dumped him, before she’d married the wrong guy. And now the wrong. This wall is definitely Mycenaean. Probably 1400BC give or take." So, you're happy. Problem solved?" Freddie enquired optimistically.Bethany laughed. "Nothing like. We still don't know what it was for. It's certainly not a theatre; they aren't known before about 550BC at the very earliest. This is almost a thousand years older. And there are a whole series of features on the radar beyond the wall. We're going to take this trench back to see what they are. It looks like there are some sort of. ”There’s the good-guy, as sheriff trying to protect the gold, and bad-guys trying to steal it, damsels in distress and those causing it.My mind wandered back in time for a few minutes. Then I was brought back to reality when auntie told me she was going to bed. Adding, “What’d yah think of the brochure?”“I’m going on a little trip, to the old west, and watch a shoot out.”She yawned and said, “Fill me in on the details when you return, goodnight.”My night was filled with train whistles, a.